First Proper Love
first proper love,
power and Aphrodite, lady of the doves.
did she choose,
she chose for me to loose.
the pretence of love for a while,
until she cut the threads I am only a child.
I allowed myself to love,
forgetting the lady of doves.
I thought you were the one,
I thought you were that special someone.
I still think you are,
But maybe I am trying to cover certain scars.
I thought I had moved on,
but still I find myself thinking of you.
I shouldn't,
I cant.
It shall only bring me pain.
Copyright © Carla Jones | Year Posted 2014
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